Twilight Boundary-Chapter 800 - 789: Invulnerable to All Techniques

"Indeed, I have lost."

At this point, the State Preceptor felt nothing but endless exhaustion, even a bitter smile appeared on his face:

"Twenty years of planning, only to be despised by the ancestral master, how pitiful."

Now, the Reincarnator who had entered the city had already rushed to the forefront, and amidst the flickering shadows, the quiet place where the Ten Surnames Ancestral Hall was located suddenly became chaotic.

Leading the charge was Er Guotou, looking anxious, knowing that among this group of Reincarnators, there were many who were rebellious and disobedient, fearing that someone inattentive might rashly attack Hu Ma.

As he glanced around, his gaze fell upon the State Preceptor. Suddenly, his arms shook, and dozens of array flags scattered in all directions.

He was clever and, seeing the situation, knew that opposing Hu Ma wasn't favorable, wanting to pin a target on someone else for the Reincarnators to handle, and shouted: "See clearly, it's this old man who wants to destroy us Reincarnators!"

As he spoke, he was the first to form a seal, calling forth rolling yin thunder within the altar, aimed straight at the State Preceptor.

"Is it him?"

The Reincarnators excitedly rushed over, taking a glance and seeing the State Preceptor as well.

Some acted quickly, while others, seeing Er Guotou making a move, rushed forward eagerly to claim credit.

Some with robust strength thrust a spear straight at the State Preceptor.

Others shouted "Sword come," summoning countless silver flashes from their sleeves, with an unknown number of sharp blades heading toward the State Preceptor.

Some knelt with incense, and behind them appeared countless yin souls, each holding an iron nail, precisely and treacherously stabbing at various vital acupoints on the State Preceptor's body.

It seemed chaotic, yet without any order, but in reality, numerous people had already employed their techniques.

When Reincarnators gathered, they naturally behaved nonchalantly, as if being too earnest would invite ridicule. Yet, despite their seemingly muddled appearances, they acted with precision, appearing playful but striking at the right moment.

Just like now, many of them had already seen Hu Ma and knew the stated purpose of entering Shangjing was to eliminate him, but no one actually attacked him.

Instead, they thought first to subdue the others present, then proceed slowly.

Unexpectedly, amidst this surging killing intent, the State Preceptor seemed to ignore them.

He simply sighed lightly, turned to Hu Ma, and said, "Now, you are recognized as the Daluo Dharma Sect Leader by the ancestral master."

"Since I lost, I will reap this bitter fruit."

"Shangjing is yours, the ancestral hall is yours, and the Twelve Ghost Altars are also yours."

"But, with the destruction of White Jade City, everyone has lost the best retreat..."

"I only hope you can hold on."

"..."

As he spoke, he slowly turned, seeming as if to leave.

Then, all the Reincarnators' magic and techniques had already fallen around him, yet he seemed to see nothing, merely flicking his wide sleeves, causing all divine lights and strange skills to vanish like stones sinking into the sea.

The next moment, Reincarnators who had approached him suddenly seemed as if wading into mud, suppressed all over, unable to move, then were abruptly flung away.

All manners of strange skills seemed to become toys, unable to affect him.

"You still want to leave?"

At the same time, Hu Ma shouted fiercely, with three heads and six arms unfolding the Divine Soul, reaching out from afar to grab him.

This grab changed the color of heaven and earth as if even the air was scooped out.

There was an indistinct feeling of the earth shattering.

It's not just the State Preceptor; even the tiles under his feet, the wind beside him, and the lantern light seemed about to be snatched away, possessing almost divine prowess with just one grab.

This State Preceptor, with his great skills, how could he be let go?

Having struggled to survive, I've earned this one column of Life Incense; seeing no other benefits yet, my strongest desire is to kill this person.

And with the three-headed and six-armed Dharma Form, indeed, there was a different feeling, for not being on the bridge sometimes disadvantaged those who were.

They have reached the Non-human Realm, while I am still human.

Yet now, there's another sensation sprouting, where despite being human and existing in this world, I already have the ability to harm those from the outer heaven.

In other words, even those who crossed the bridge, hiding inside the underworld, could still be hurt by me.

This was simply an elevation of level.

But with this grab, his complexion subtly changed, clearly feeling as if he had caught something, yet it slipped through his fingers like dust and light, leaving his hands empty.

The State Preceptor still took steady steps forward as if this grab had no impact on him whatsoever.

"Your technique is more ingenious than I imagined, in terms of thought, but not necessarily in realm elevation."

As he continued forward, his voice drifted back: "You will be stronger than me, but for now, you lack one character!"

"I can no longer seize you, but it does not mean you can seize me."

"..."

"What?"

Hu Ma stared at his own hand, his Dao heart nearly collapsing.

The Tenth Incense Stick has been seized, and the Great Mighty Sky General Dharma Form has finally reached a more complete stage.

But even so, it still can't harm him?

"What the hell is this monster?"

Not only was he surprised, but the Reincarnators who attacked the State Preceptor were equally astonished.

The State Preceptor didn't seem to look at them, as if he had lost interest in everything. He slowly walked through the crowd, picked up the Taoist Children beside the ancestral hall, and after a slight pause, he took the plaque of the ancestral master from the rack the Taoist children were holding.

With a slight bow, he paid his respects, then placed the plaque before the fire pit behind the ancestral hall and continued on his way.

During this process, more and more Reincarnators arrived, all noticing him, seeing other Reincarnators attacking him, and immediately followed suit, each exhibiting their strange skills with murderous intent.

Yet the State Preceptor showed no other actions, at most lightly brushing or reaching out to clear them away. These terrifying strikes naturally veered away, not even harming the Taoist children behind him.

When he passed by the array flags set up by Er Guotou, he paused slightly, turning his head to glance at Er Guotou.

He gave a low sigh, stepped forward, and the altar flags suddenly collapsed piece by piece to the ground.

Ahead, there was a mass of hundreds of soldiers and horses, who charged after him, yet he neither dodged nor avoided, directly heading towards the troops.

Beside him, surging mana caused the brightly shining weapons to be shrouded in dark mist, the fierce assaults instantly became stiff, and even the chaotic neighing of horses seemed muffled, as if someone had covered their mouths, making no sound.

With the little Taoist child in tow, the State Preceptor walked through the crowd as if no one was around, slowly stepping into the streets of Shangjing City.

The numerous Reincarnators who had attempted to attack him found themselves under an unseen pressure weighing on their heads, their breathing became lighter, and everyone's expressions turned cold and oppressive.

It wasn't until he left that someone groaned softly: "What... what the hell is this ability?"

"It's bad news..."

And at the same time the State Preceptor slowly stepped out, Shangjing City had already descended into chaos. In the city's west, the Undying Wang Family was urgently rushing to capture the two evil spirits in the last moment.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, an Inquiry great hall officer, with a pale face, hurriedly arrived to report: "The evil spirits have entered the city, the State Preceptor... the State Preceptor has also lost and is leaving the capital."

"What?"

Hearing this abruptly, the Wang Family's Master Wang Changsheng's voice trembled.

"How could he lose?"

"With his abilities, how could he possibly lose?"

"..."

The Inquiry hall officer said: "But, but that's the fact, the State Preceptor has already reached the south of the city, and is about to leave..."

"We..."

On Wang Changsheng's face appeared an indescribable panic.

He turned his head bitterly, glancing at the endless fluttering paper money, then at the vast Shangjing City, on his face, there seemed to be a sense of hopeless despair. After a long while, he gritted his teeth, suddenly saying: "Quick, quickly follow the State Preceptor..."

"We, we will leave the capital with him."

"..."

"This..."

The words left those close by, including his son, suddenly shocked.

It felt like hearing a tall tale. The Undying Wang Family, whose foundation was in Shangjing City, why would they leave? Where would they go?

"There is no time to explain!"

Yet the Wang Family's Master fiercely stomped his foot, face full of resentment, urgently saying: "The State Preceptor lost, and the matters in Shangjing City can no longer be suppressed."

"We, we have wagered too much on him."

"Once things escalate, even though we hold the Ten Surnames' status, those people won't... won't tolerate us."

"If we want to survive, the only choice is to follow the State Preceptor."

"He... he is walking so slowly, he is giving us a chance to survive..."

"..."

As he spoke, he tugged Young Master Wang Zisheng beside him, and headed straight towards the southern city.

And those around him who reacted quickly followed hurriedly, while the slower ones were still perplexed, completely unaware of what was happening. Are those trapped evil spirits just to be ignored?

If they were to leave, then the foundation in the city, various spiritual pills and elixirs, years of accumulated family assets, even the clothes to change into, all left behind?

"He leaves simply enough."

And simultaneously as the State Preceptor left the capital, an elder beside the ancestral hall lightly tapped the pipe in his hand.

In a soft voice, he said: "Yet with his departure, the matters in Shangjing City fall upon you, it seems you and these outer heaven people have things to discuss."

"After handling it well, come find me again!"

"..."

He spoke without looking at others, and others seemed unable to see or hear him, allowing him to say these words, then blending again into the surrounding shadows.

The Reincarnators, who finally reacted, then turned their gaze to Hu Ma, layer by layer, surrounding him.